@Ilona - Me, too!
Too bad I can't find anything funny showing someone trying to record a video 10 times (like me) - playing different notes badly each time!
It would have been funny if I had saved the ends of all my recordings I didn't submit... but the words that came out of my mouth in those videos weren't befitting for my Grandkids to hear.
Even this close to Xmas, my twisted sense of humor...
Thought I'd introduce one of my favorite Christmas movies that I've watched on and off over the last 10 years!
"Rare Exports: A Christmas Tale"
Warning: it's not your average Christmas Tale...
This short film is a a wonderful dark comedy from Finland - some English & some subtitles . Had me in suspense one minute, in stitches (laughing) the next and has a marvelous ending!
Anyone seen it?
Btw, I had never heard of "Joulupukki" or "Krampus" before I saw this movie.
Yeah, I remember you mentioned that movie. I have still not seen it. Maybe I should?
I just doubt it's not the best story about Santa...
You're going to have to help me with this one - went right over my head.
I've listened to Schoenberg's "Transfigured Night"...
Schoenberg is most famous for developing the 12-tone composition technique, which aimed to avoid a tonal center by using all 12 tones of the scale equally.
To be completely pedantic, the cartoon doesn't quite fit the joke, because Transfigured Night was from the early part of Schoenberg's career, before he turned to the avant-garde, and when he was still composing in a late Romantic style. But it's also the easiest title of a Schoenberg piece to tie into a familiar Christmas song!
funny conversation I overheard at work from a coworker and their spouse.. "...something..something...AND THE POSSUMS ARE GETTING IN THE HOUSE AGAIN.." evidently they have a doggy door that was being used by said possums. the picture was hilarious. told them to name it George. and i instantly recalled the possum up a gum stump conversation here.
@iFIDDLE - Pertaining to your story...
I live in a weird area.
Lots of neighbors, not really rural, but enough open land around we have every critter you can thing of running thru our yard and around the house - well, no bears or wolves or bobcats, yet!
1st time I saw a wild possum here, was after we built our current house.
I was looking out from our glass entryway one evening, right around this time of the year...
The view of the moon on the breast of new fallen snow,
Gave the lustre of mid-day to objects below...
When what to my wondering eyes should appear?
But a fat old possum, waddling as if he'd drank beer!
Made his way to the porch in a full coat of fur,
I listened closely but that wasn't a purr!
His eyes kind of twinkled, his dimples were scary...
Our cats ran to the glass and then things got harry...
His cheeks revealed razor sharp teeth, like a knife...
A sinking feeling washed over me as I feared for my life!
And he opened his mouth as if he would bite,
I thought sure as heck, we'd soon have a fight!
Then he walked up to the doors as if just to show,
The fur on his face bristled white as the snow.
He was chubby and plump, a right ugly old elf,
And I laughed when I saw him in spite of myself!
A blink of his eye and a twist of his head
Soon gave me to know we had nothing to dread!
So, he turned around and headed on his way...
Out across our circular driveway.
But I heard him exclaim, ere he waddled out of sight -
Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good night!
No, I don't like them!
Maybe that's why I haven't felt like learning "Possum Up a Gum Stump"!